I hold Salvia in very high regard. Lady Salvia gave me a new zest for life and spirituality. For each use I prepare the same way...I ritual you might say. No distraction whatsoever is required for the full effect. No light, no sound, no people, no anything. Just me and the darkness. Late at night. NO DISTRACTION. I always record the experience directly after effects wear-off.
At 12:45 am I inhale 2 pinches of salvia 10x enhanced leaf.
I saw a three dimensional mushroom drift upward across the room toward the ceiling. 3 figures then surrounded me where I sat against the wall on my bed. The spirit to my right side was male...the spirit at the foot of the bed and the spirit to my left were female. I could sense that one of the females was younger than the other...maybe 10 years younger. There were no defining characteristics at all but I could feel them. Their images were merely faint outlines of "human-like" beings. They were moving...definately alive.
Then they reached over me holding a black-cloth veil at the corners and were bringing it down over my face. The male spirit whispered "Go inside. We'll guide you."
I closed my eyes and found myself suddenly at the edge of a small forest looking towards a small castle in the Scottish country side. The vision was bright and vivid and detailed. The sun was shinning. There was a creek flowing by separating me from the back-end of the castle. There was a porch by the creek where a maid was sweeping water from the porch...it went splashing into the creek below. She does not see me when she looks up at the warm sun and smiles.
I opened my eyes and noticed that the 3 figures were still present. They removed the veil from my face. I noticed a dim light shinning behind a door placed in the center of the room. The older of the female spirits said to me "Not yet...you're not ready." An intense psychedelia came over me. Globs of color bending and molding into tiny stick figures and then back to formlessness...figures of mostly purple and blue. It seemed to last for days.
Once again I closed my eyes and realized that I was now inside a painting I had done years ago called "The Traveler." I could see the mountain range towering over a long highway...I was standing on the deserted highway maybe 20 miles from the mountains in a hay-field. I saw an old truck on the opposite side of the road (maybe from the fifties) and the hood was open exposing the engine. The hood suddenly slammed shut and there stood a well-built healthy man maybe 30 years of age. He studied me for a moment and then went back working on his truck. I turned my gaze back to the distant mountains that stood motionless in the breeze...strangely like poetry. Ocean blue sky with cotton-like clouds. I then made the conclusion that I was somewhere in western or central Europe.
When I opened my eyes I found that the 3 spirits were still present in the room. They began back from the bed and towards the door that was still in the center of the room. The youngest of the females said "We're sorry but you can't come with us." Then the male spirit said "Not yet...some day!"
To this I replied "Oh no please don't leave me here...I miss you so much!"
They said nothing as they backed into the doorway and disappeared into a flash of light.
As the door disappeared and the light faded, my room transformed into some kind of straw hut. I was in a South American Jungle...somewhere near the equator. The air was hot and humid...it was night. A single light shown down from the ceiling in the center of the hut on to a wooden table. On this table was a rather thick book. The title printed on the cover read "...For The Life Of Me..."...there was no author's name. I then knew that this book was the story of my life from birth to death.
It was then that I realized this life I am living has already happened. I am just an old man on my death-bed. What I am experiencing day to day is my life flashing before my eyes in that moment before death. I'm just a memory...an image of what the old man used to look like. I'm dying right now...but the moment is stretching on for eternity. Death does not end the journey. Maybe one day I'll get to the end of that flash and I will be born into the next life in the next dimension in the next universe.
And then I heard a voice...a womans voice...the most beautiful and kind and warm voice I've ever heard...she said "Time isn't real, my love...not here, not anywhere.
I then closed my eyes and found myself in a desert of the south-western US. I walked up next to a car parked on the side of the highway. It was abandoned.
My vision was slowly blurring as I drifted up into the sky. I came back to my body and the effects faded out to nothing.
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This experience is something that truly stuck with me...Salvia is definately something special and should be used with every ounce of respect (she can be very unforgiving if not used with care)...She will show you the universe and will provide insight to the universal mind. Epiphanies will rain free.
At 12:45 am I inhale 2 pinches of salvia 10x enhanced leaf.
I saw a three dimensional mushroom drift upward across the room toward the ceiling. 3 figures then surrounded me where I sat against the wall on my bed. The spirit to my right side was male...the spirit at the foot of the bed and the spirit to my left were female. I could sense that one of the females was younger than the other...maybe 10 years younger. There were no defining characteristics at all but I could feel them. Their images were merely faint outlines of "human-like" beings. They were moving...definately alive.
Then they reached over me holding a black-cloth veil at the corners and were bringing it down over my face. The male spirit whispered "Go inside. We'll guide you."
I closed my eyes and found myself suddenly at the edge of a small forest looking towards a small castle in the Scottish country side. The vision was bright and vivid and detailed. The sun was shinning. There was a creek flowing by separating me from the back-end of the castle. There was a porch by the creek where a maid was sweeping water from the porch...it went splashing into the creek below. She does not see me when she looks up at the warm sun and smiles.
I opened my eyes and noticed that the 3 figures were still present. They removed the veil from my face. I noticed a dim light shinning behind a door placed in the center of the room. The older of the female spirits said to me "Not yet...you're not ready." An intense psychedelia came over me. Globs of color bending and molding into tiny stick figures and then back to formlessness...figures of mostly purple and blue. It seemed to last for days.
Once again I closed my eyes and realized that I was now inside a painting I had done years ago called "The Traveler." I could see the mountain range towering over a long highway...I was standing on the deserted highway maybe 20 miles from the mountains in a hay-field. I saw an old truck on the opposite side of the road (maybe from the fifties) and the hood was open exposing the engine. The hood suddenly slammed shut and there stood a well-built healthy man maybe 30 years of age. He studied me for a moment and then went back working on his truck. I turned my gaze back to the distant mountains that stood motionless in the breeze...strangely like poetry. Ocean blue sky with cotton-like clouds. I then made the conclusion that I was somewhere in western or central Europe.
When I opened my eyes I found that the 3 spirits were still present in the room. They began back from the bed and towards the door that was still in the center of the room. The youngest of the females said "We're sorry but you can't come with us." Then the male spirit said "Not yet...some day!"
To this I replied "Oh no please don't leave me here...I miss you so much!"
They said nothing as they backed into the doorway and disappeared into a flash of light.
As the door disappeared and the light faded, my room transformed into some kind of straw hut. I was in a South American Jungle...somewhere near the equator. The air was hot and humid...it was night. A single light shown down from the ceiling in the center of the hut on to a wooden table. On this table was a rather thick book. The title printed on the cover read "...For The Life Of Me..."...there was no author's name. I then knew that this book was the story of my life from birth to death.
It was then that I realized this life I am living has already happened. I am just an old man on my death-bed. What I am experiencing day to day is my life flashing before my eyes in that moment before death. I'm just a memory...an image of what the old man used to look like. I'm dying right now...but the moment is stretching on for eternity. Death does not end the journey. Maybe one day I'll get to the end of that flash and I will be born into the next life in the next dimension in the next universe.
And then I heard a voice...a womans voice...the most beautiful and kind and warm voice I've ever heard...she said "Time isn't real, my love...not here, not anywhere.
I then closed my eyes and found myself in a desert of the south-western US. I walked up next to a car parked on the side of the highway. It was abandoned.
My vision was slowly blurring as I drifted up into the sky. I came back to my body and the effects faded out to nothing.
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This experience is something that truly stuck with me...Salvia is definately something special and should be used with every ounce of respect (she can be very unforgiving if not used with care)...She will show you the universe and will provide insight to the universal mind. Epiphanies will rain free.
Those who underestimate it get exactly what they wish for.. not nearly as interesting as it can really be!
